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Name: Monika
Date: Octeuril 18
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Isn't it funny how you can spend weeks, months, and maybe even longer in trying to be a better person.
Only for a couple of bad days to make it feel like you lost most of your progress?
Date: Octeuril 18
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Isn't it funny how you can spend weeks, months, and maybe even longer in trying to be a better person.
Only for a couple of bad days to make it feel like you lost most of your progress?
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... I've got a new blend, if you wanted to try it. [ Coffee, she meant. ]
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It's always nice, drinking coffee with you.
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The apartment had since been cleaned past the mist incident, but there was still a distinct scent of... beasts, for lack of a better word. And more cat toys than had been around last time. ]
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Did you end up getting a pet?
[May as well ask.]
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...
were for me. [ From when she was a cat. ]
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[Oh.
Oh...]
R-Right, you were a cat, back then.
[Monika goes quiet afterwards. The memories are just too unpleasant for her.]
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[Right.]
She helped me, too, during the mists. I went feral and she... quite literally knocked my senses back into me.
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... I guess it could have been under better circumstances, but I'm glad you did, all the same. I'm not surprised she did that for you.
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[A sigh.]
She's something else.